yesterday had to be the worst day of my life. From my violent mood swings, to delerium-induced laughter, it was a day nightmares are made of. i even told my wife I wanted a divorce (though that is not what I seek). Good thing I have a kick-ass wife, she rocks. I also got a pimple in my ear (if you never had one imagine searing pain going from your eardrum through your chin into your temple). I just kept saying I need to go to sleep and this madness will be over. When I went to sleep, my 1 and 1/2 year old son woke me, bless his little black heart. :) I just love him sooo much. When I finally made it to bed it was heavenly, until my wife rolled on my chest. Ohhh, wrong move, and I went off again (good thing she slept through it). The whole day my withdrawls were at an all-time high of around a 10-11 on the scale here. It was hell. My weak little mind kept telling my soul to just go smoke one, you desirve it. :mad: Sometimes I hate that thing. So I finally went to sleep, and when I woke up it was all gone. I was Funk again. I was this happy-go-lucky person. Yesterday was the worst day of my quit and I made it. I MADE IT! Hell yeah, that is what I am talking about. I am an ex-smoke. Never again will I smoke and I fully realize that now. Never again will one thing have such a hold on my life it will make me blind. Thank you all for what you do here, you people rock. Thanks for letting me vent: hopefull this will help someone.
~Funk
[B]My Milage:[/B]
[B]My Quit Date: [/B] 1/24/2006
[B]Smoke-Free Days:[/B] 20
[B]Cigarettes Not Smoked:[/B] 413
[B]Amount Saved:[/B] $84
[B]Life Gained:[/B]
[B]Days:[/B] 2 [B]Hrs:[/B] 6 [B]Mins:[/B] 48 [B]Seconds:[/B] 53